Men accept without questioning that this world is real and important and worthwhile. This is faith. Philosophy is the ongoing questioning of this faith.

Unless you can find some sort of LOYALTY, you cannot find unity and peace in your active living.

Thinking is like loving and dying. Each of us must do it for himself.

Of this our true individual life, our present life is a glimpse, a fragment, a hint, and in its best moments a visible beginning.

Listen to any musical phrase or rhythm, and grasp it as a whole, and you thereupon have present in you the image, so to speak, of the divine knowledge of the temporal order.

The world is a progressively realized community of interpretation.

Memory and hope constantly incite us to the extensions of the self which play so large a part in our daily life.

Loyalty is a good for the loyal man; but it may be mischievous for those whom his cause assails.

Interfere with the reality of my world, and you therefore take the very life and heart out of my will.

If I look to see what I ever did that, for all I now know, some other man might not have done, I am utterly unable to discover the certainly unique deed.

I never felt a feeling that I knew or could know to be unlike the feelings of other people. I never consciously thought, except after patterns that the world or my fellows set for me.

Today is my last day as a human, tomorrow I am going to be a hero.

People sometimes pay with their lives for saying aloud what they think. In fact, one can even get killed for giving me information. I am not the only one in danger. I have examples that prove it.

maybe the lonely places are the only things that make human beings of us all.

The parents are pissed, but the kids love it.

The most terrible things end, at last.

The idea of having to conform to someone else's ideal is unacceptable. I'm gonna be me. And if I can't be me, then I'd rather not do it.

Love is short, but forgetting is long.

When I'm having trouble I write by hand. There is some connection between the mind and the fingers that draws out words.

Life is an unbroken succession of false situations.

No amount of hatred can prevent an enemy from being right sometimes.